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[♪♪♪]

MAN: Come on, Dougie.

DOUG: I got it, Dad.

DAD: Catch it closer to your body.

That'’s it.

That'’s okay. We'’ll try again.

That'’s the one, Dougie.DOUG: I got the ball.

DAD: Now throw it back to me.DOUG: I got the ball!

DAD: Who'’s gonna be in the big leagues, Dougie?

DOUG: I'’m gonna play baseball.

Pow! You see that?

Tell Mom what you'’re gonna do. What are you gonna play?

DOUG: I'’m gonna play big baseball.

DAD: And you'’re gonna be the one, kiddo.

MOM: That'’s great, honey.DOUG: I wanna throw the ball.

MOM: Come on, Dougie. Come back over here.

DOUG: I want you to stay there.

DAD: I'’ll stay here. You throw me the ball.

[PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

DOUG: It went all the way over there.

MOM: That'’s wonderful.DAD: Now throw it back.

[MOM LAUGHS]

DOUG: I wanna be in the...

I got the bat, Mom!DAD: Okay, Watch this.

Hold tight. Keep your eye on the ball.

MALE ANNOUNCER 1: He almost lost the game.

Two down. The Bulldogs are still behind by two.

I don'’t believe it.

MALE ANNOUNCER 2: Swing, batter, batter, batter.

The Mighty Doug Gordon...

Talk about a great season. Forty-three home runs.

RBI'’s, 60. Up to bat...

[ANNOUNCERS CHATTERING]

Yeah!

[CHATTERING CONTINUES]

[PEOPLE CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]

MOM: That'’s a good one, Dougie!

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

ANNOUNCER 2: Low and inside.

Mendez is one of the league'’s great southpaws.

More sporadic today.

Last time these two teams met, he threw a perfect game.

Here'’s the pitch. Strike!

ANNOUNCER 1: Ooh! I don'’t know about that.

I thought that was a little high.

I think Gordon did too.

The crowd'’s not happy with that one,

but Gordon'’s not contesting.

He'’s waiting for the big one.

[CHATTERING CONTINUES]

[CROWD CHEERING]

ANNOUNCER 2: Bingo! It'’s going!

It is going! It'’s gone!

LAURA: Guess who?

Hey.

What is this?

Are you gonna keep this stupid thing?

Yeah.Why?

Come here. For this.Heh.

Stop it, heh. It tickles.

Oh, hey, I got you something.

What?

What is it?

Open it.

[LAUGHS]

A bat?

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, but look at what it says.

"Home Run 100, Doug Gordon."

It must mean a lot to you.

It does. That'’s why I gave it to you.

Heh. Thanks.

Well, all I'’ve got for you is some good news.

What, you'’re not gonna leave me alone this weekend?

No, but you'’re off the hook tonight. Dinner'’s canceled.

My dad had to fly off to Tokyo last minute.

Well, at least I can use the extra time,

I can put it to some studying.

Are you still cramming?

Do you have any idea

how many bones there are in a single human hand?

No, Dr. Gordon.

Why don'’t you tell our studio audience

and all our friends at home.

How many bones are there?

Very funny.

Here we are today with Dr. Gordon,

preeminent sports physician and doctor to the stars.

Dr. Gordon, is it true

that your lovely girlfriend Laura was instrumental

in your early success as a student of sports medicine?

Well, I would have to say it was more her

unwavering loyalty,

her understanding...Heh.

And, of course, her sexual prowess.

Mm. Honey?

What?

We'’re in a library.

There'’s nobody here.

Come on, nobody'’s gonna see us.

I'’m not gonna see you again. It'’ll be exciting. Come on.

We never have any time alone. Jesus.

I'’m sorry.

Ah, stupid.

It'’s okay. I overreacted a little.

Well, I better get going.

I'’ve got a long drive ahead of me.

I'’ll call you later, okay?

Heh. Bat.

Good luck with your interview.

Thanks. I'’ll call you as soon as I get there.

Hey hey, Dougie! Where you been?

I was in the library.

Oh, yeah. What'’s that?

You see that big building over there?

It'’s got, like, books inside it.

And people go there and they read.

Oh, yeah, I think I'’ve been there once or twice.

Uh-huh.

So, what'’s up, bud? No big date tonight?

No, no, not for this guy. Not for this guy.

Although Jay and Dean called.Uh-huh.

They'’re throwing a big party at the beach tonight.

Ugh! You'’re gonna have to tell me all about it.

Oh, come on. The whole team'’s gonna be there.

I can'’t. Why?

Laura have other plans for you tonight?

No. Actually she'’s away for a couple days.

All right. So you'’re a free man.

No, man, I can'’t.

I got tons of studying I have to do.

And I promised my mom I'’d go out with her tonight.

Now it'’s your mother?

[INDISTINCT MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Look, man, she'’s not doing too good since my dad died.

I'’m sorry. I'’m sorry, man.

I, uh, forget sometimes.

You all right?Yeah. It'’s cool.

Yeah, it'’s cool.All right.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Look, it'’s early yet, all right?

We walk in and out, say hello.Ah.

Ten minutes, that'’s all I ask of you.

I can'’t.Oh, come on! Come on.

Ten minutes.

Please. We walk in and out.

Well, you'’ve been working your ass off.

All right. Ten minutes.Yeah?

Ten. That'’s it. Sure?

Okay? I'’m positive.All right. Good.

See you then? All right.All right. See you then.

[♪♪♪]

[BAND PLAYING REGGAE MUSIC]

Hey, Doug! Yeah!

Doug! Hey, Doug, did Laura find you?

Yeah, I was in the library.

JUDY: Yeah, can you believe that?

Just like that she gets a call for Stanford.

One minute they'’re being aloof.

And the next thing, they want you to drop everything.

Don'’t they realize we have lives too?

I think it'’s a really big pain in the--

Doug?

Doug?Hey, thanks for, uh...

For getting me into Lesher'’s class.

I appreciate it.JUDY: It'’s no problem.

It'’ll be nice to have you in the class.

Uh, just make sure you know the pulmonary

and cardiovascular systems,

because Lesher can be a real hard ass.

Did he tell you we'’re dissecting a cadaver next week?

I can'’t wait.

Hey, what are you drinking?JUDY: Cuba libre.

Beer'’s over there.I'’ll see you later.

Heh, I'’ll see you later.MAN: Nice, dude.

[ALL CHATTERING]

RICH: Doug! Dougie-Dog.

[CHUCKLING]

Here he is, folks. This is Doug Gordon.

He is the breaker of records and hearts alike.

Cocktail? No, thanks.

You know we have a game tomorrow. Remember?

Yes, but tomorrow is a very long way away.

Now, I want you to gaze before you, Doug.

I want you to tell me what you see.

[BAND PLAYING AND MAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

A reggae band?

[GRUNTS]

Babes, Doug. I'’m talking about women.

Wait, Doug.

Pardon me. I'’ve been on Prozac for a month

and my thighs are swelling.

And I was wondering if you knew anything about...

♪ People, People What do we need ♪

♪ We need more love So the world can be free ♪

[ALL CHATTERING]

[BAND PLAYING MUSIC]

[♪♪♪]

WOMAN: Hi, Doug.

Do I know you? No.

But everyone here seems to know you.

DOUG: Small town. Baseball team, you know.

Want a cigarette?No, thanks. I don'’t smoke.

They'’re American Heritage.

All natural. No chemicals.

They'’re practically good for you.

I like your beard.Oh, thanks.

Makes you look kind of like Mark McGwire.

You know Mark McGwire?Oakland A'’s.

229 home runs, 632 RBIs.

You'’re into baseball.Obsessed.

I guess you play. Yeah.

Do you go to Bellport?

MELISSA: Second year med school.

Last year pre med.

I'’m Melissa, by the way.

Hi, Melissa.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

So, what brings you here?

I mean, you, uh--

You seem above all this nonsense.

You don'’t like parties?

No, they'’re all right. It'’s just--

Have a lot of studying I should be doing.

And I have to write my MCAT soon.

Welcome to a new dimension in misery.

Heh. What'’s your major?

Major League Baseball, hopefully.

But kinesiology and anatomy.

Anatomy? My favorite.

Heh. Okay.

So tell me about your girlfriend.

Who says, heh, that I have a girlfriend?

Oh, come on. Guys like you always do.

Unless, of course, they don'’t like girls.

What do you want to know about it?

Well, how long have you been going out?

Hm, three years.

Really?Something like that. Yeah.

Serious?

Yeah, I guess so.

Oh.

Thanks for the cigarette.

Hey, what'’s your hurry?Excuse me?

The night'’s young. Why don'’t we go somewhere?

Like where?Anywhere you want.

I don'’t think so.

I mean, you seem like a really nice person.

But, like I said, I'’m seeing someone.

Then why are you here at this party without her?

She'’s got a big interview this weekend.

Stanford School of Journalism.

Stanford? Yeah.

Impressive.

So how long is she gonna be gone for?

Mm, a few days.

Gonna miss her?

Yeah, sure.

Doesn'’t sound very convincing.

I should go. Um, I have a game tomorrow.

It was really nice meeting you.

See you around, slugger.

[BAND PLAYING]

[MAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Shit.

MELISSA: You looking for these?

Hey, where did you find those?

On the dock. You must have dropped them.

Thanks.Wait a minute.

Are you okay to drive?Yeah, heh, I'’m fine.

I don'’t know. I saw you drinking a lot in there.

Thank you but I'’m fine.

Okay, touch your nose.What?

Come on, like this. Touch your nose.

[CHUCKLES]

Very good, heh. Now with your tongue.

Very funny. Can I have my keys, please?

You don'’t have much of a sense of humor, do you?

I have a terrific sense of humor.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

If I run down one more old lady, I win a prize.

Now give me my keys, heh, please.

My mother was run over by a drunk driver.

JUDY: Okay, so we go in his room.

I don'’t like him as friends.

Doug?

[♪♪♪]

Hey, I'’m sorry about your mother. I didn'’t know.

I was only kidding. My parents are divorced.

Heh, you should have seen your face.

That'’s very funny.

[MELISSA LAUGHING]

[MAN SINGING OVER RADIO]

♪ I could go out in the sun ♪

♪ I should go out in the sun ♪

It'’s a nice car.

Ah, it'’s my stepfather'’s.

I'’m just borrowing it.

You know, I didn'’t want you to think

I was some kind of princess or something.

So, where is your dad, anyway?

Alaska. Yeah?

I heard it'’s supposed to be really beautiful there.

♪ Take me Yeah, to the river ♪

So you wanna fuck?

Heh. What?

Fuck.

If you like, I can demonstrate.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Uh, I already told you I have a girlfriend.

I don'’t know. Let'’s see.

Your mouth says no, but your body...

Well, it'’s saying something else, isn'’t it?

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[THUNDER ROLLING]

[BOTH MOANING AND BREATHING HEAVILY]

[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]

MALE ANNOUNCER: Number five. Left fielder, Doug Gordon.

UMPIRE: Batter up.

Come on, Doug. You'’re up.

Knock it out. This is the one, now.

Nice and easy.

[PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

COACH: Way to watch it, Doug! Way to watch it.

Good eye! Good eye!

[BALL HITS CATCHER'’S MITT]UMPIRE: Strike!

ANNOUNCER: Gordon does it again.

That'’s the 44th of the year

and 101 for his career.

Way to go, Gordon.

And the final score today: Bobcats 11, Express 10.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MAN: Hey, Gary, wait up, buddy!

MELISSA: Stealing more hearts, I see.

And here I was thinking I was something special.

What are you doing here?MELISSA: I'’m Lesher'’s T.A.

What are you doing here?

I just switched from Beckman'’s class.

It was too close to practice.

Oh, so now you'’re following me.

Heh, funny.

Well, I suppose you'’ll be wanting these back.

Oh, yeah.

You were quite impressive.Thanks.

At your game today.

Heh. You were at the game?

That was some hit.

Yeah, if only, uh...

If only this stuff came as easy, I'’d be all right.

Maybe you just need a tutor.

I wouldn'’t go that far.

Ha, ha. I would, given your grades.

Oh, so now you'’re looking at my grades, huh?

Hey, look, I'’m having a problem with my fielding.

Can you take care of that for me too?

Oh, heh, I'’m sorry.

I didn'’t realize I was posing

a threat to your masculinity.

Who said you were posing a threat

to my masculinity, heh?Look, when you'’re through

trying to impress yourself, I'’ll see you at my house,

7:00. If the directions are too difficult,

my phone number'’s there too.

LESHER: Melissa.

Yes, Dr. Lesher.

Remind me to schedule a meeting with Dr. Marcus.

MELISSA: Oh, really?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

What?

[LINE RINGS]

[PHONE RINGING]

DOUG [ON RECORDER]: Hi, this is Doug. You know what to do

when you hear the beep. Thanks.

LAURA [OVER PHONE]: Hi, Doug. It'’s Laura.

Just thinking of you. I'’ll try you later.

Say hi to your mom.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

Melissa?

Hi. Hi.

Is something wrong?

Yeah, I just having a really bad day.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'’m fine.

Listen, why don'’t we just go somewhere else?

At least we won'’t be bothered there.

Tricuspid valve, carneae, tendinae,

and the lining is endocardium and myocardium.

Good. But don'’t forget the epicardium.

Yeah, right.

Hey, I really appreciate this,

you know, helping me out like this.

Especially after I was...

Don'’t worry about it.

DOUG: Is this your father?

MELISSA: Yeah, when he was young. Long time ago.

Before he was married.

[SIGHS]

He loved baseball.

It'’s all he ever wanted to do.

He was good enough for the pros too.

Just like you, Doug.

Why didn'’t he play?

[SIGHS]

Well, he had a decision to make.

My mother hated the travel and the lifestyle,

so she gave him an ultimatum, and he took it.

He became a surgeon.

I'’m not this open with everyone.

I don'’t know, it'’s strange. I feel different with you.

I'’m sorry, I should just shut up.

You know the other night? In the car?

I'’m not usually like that.

I don'’t know what I was thinking.

I guess I was just afraid.

Afraid of what?

Afraid of not knowing what it would be like to know you.

To be with you.

[♪♪♪]

[BOTH MOANING]

Hey, why don'’t you come in for a drink?

I gotta go. I'’ll call you.

Are you up for sailing this weekend?

It'’s supposed to be really beautiful.

I'’m, uh, really busy.

I know this great little island.

It'’s just a couple of hours from here.

Do you wanna stay the night? I have an extra set of pajamas.

Listen, why, ah...

Why don'’t we just lay low for a little while?

I mean, ah...

I wasn'’t expecting any of this.

It'’s just...

I got a lot of things I gotta figure out.

And I still have a girlfriend.

And I still don'’t care.

Yeah, but I think Laura might.

Laura? That'’s her name? Laura?

Well, Doug, if that'’s what you want, then go.

Melissa, come on.Good-bye, Doug.

[♪♪♪]

DOUG [ON RECORDER]: Hi, this is Doug. You know what to do

when you hear the beep. Thanks.

LAURA [ON RECORDER]: Doug, it'’s me.

It'’s 1:00. Where are you?

I'’ll be up for the next half hour.

Please give me a call.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[GRUNTING]

I don'’t know what to tell you, Doug.

I mean, if getting a little of this

is the worst trouble in your life right now,

I don'’t feel sorry for you.

DOUG: I'’m being serious, man.COACH: You'’re up.

Ready? What about Laura?

Nice.

That'’s the whole thing.

Okay. Again.

I know things are a little shaky between you two.

It'’s not even that.

It'’s just Melissa is different.

I don'’t know. I...

I just don'’t know if I'’m ready to give it up with Laura.

I wouldn'’t want to be in your shoes right now, pal.

Your pants, I'’d like to be in your pants,

but not your shoes.

You look like shit. What'’s the matter with you?

I got a call last night from an old buddy of mine.

Mitchell James.

He'’s a top scout with the Giants.

He'’s agreed to fly up here and take a look at you.

When?

Said he'’d try to make one of the next three games.

Now, he'’s coming up here to see you.

This guy can tell a difference

between somebody who'’s playing up to their potential

and somebody who'’s just jerking around.

Got it?

All right. Keep it under your hat.

Hey, Coach.

Thanks.

Hey.

DOUG: Hey, Rich.RICH: Yeah?

What are you gonna do when we graduate?

Uh, work for my old man.

At the lumber yard?

Yeah. Why?

Nothing. I was just wondering.

You coming or what?

No. I'’ll see you tomorrow, man.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello? Hello?

MELISSA: Hi, slugger. How'’s it going?

Listen, I'’m sorry about last night.

I haven'’t been feeling so great.

My parents are fighting like crazy,

and it'’s just starting to get to me.

Anyway, enough about that.

DOUG [OVER PHONE]: Melissa?MELISSA: I wanted to know,

when would you like to get together again?

How did you get my number?

It wasn'’t that difficult.

There is this thing called the phone book.

[CALL WAITING BEEPS]

Hold on a second.

Hello?

LAURA [OVER PHONE]: Doug? I finally caught you.

Laura.

Hi, baby. Where have you been?

I'’ve been trying to get a hold of you.

Look, just, uh, hold on a second, okay?

Melissa?

Who'’s Melissa?

Oh, just hold on.

Hello?

I don'’t like being put on hold.

Look, fine. I'’ll call you back, okay?

Do you still have my number?

Yeah, I got it somewhere.

Laura.

LAURA: Who'’s Melissa?

Oh, she'’s just a friend of my mom'’s.

How is your mom? She'’s okay.

It'’s tough on her, though, you know?

She talks about my dad like he'’s still around.

So how is San Francisco?

Wonderful.

I take it your interview went well?

It'’s official. I'’ve been accepted.

So how come you don'’t sound excited?

I'’m going to be in San Francisco.

Yeah? Well, you may not be alone.

What do you mean?

There'’s a scout coming to see me

from the Giants.

As in San Francisco Giants.

When did this happen?

Coach told me about it today.

[CALL WAITING BEEPS]

Do you want to get that?

No. I'’d rather talk to you.

MELISSA: Ah! Fuck you, you bastard!

So when are you coming home?

I'’m leaving first thing in the morning.

I should get there around 8, depending on traffic.

So, what, should I meet you at your place?

I have a better idea.

Oh, yeah? What'’s that?

The library.

The library?

Well, isn'’t that what you wanted?

That was different.

I'’ve been doing a lot of thinking, Doug,

and, I mean, you were right.

I don'’t know why I make such a big deal out of it.

I know I have to change.

So the library it is.

Is there a better place to learn?

[LAUGHS]

I'’ll meet you there.

Bye.

Laura?

Yeah?

I miss you.

I miss you too.

I'’ll be back soon.

[PHONE BEEPS OFF]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO]

Hey, Doug. Earl.

Doug. Hey, Earl.

Do you know what it took to get this part?

Where'’d you get it?

Never ask a cop about his sources.

You better take good care of that bike,

just like your father did.

I will. Thanks, Earl.

Listen, tell your mom that Marge and I

will meet her at 1 for lunch.

One o'’clock. Okay?

All right. All right.

Thanks, Earl.All right.

Earl said he'’d meet you at 1 for lunch.

Oh, good. I do hope you'’re joining us.

Actually, Mom, I can'’t.

Doug, is there something wrong?

No. Nothing. Why?

You just seem a little on edge lately.

It'’s not like you.

The coach said that a scout from the Giants

is coming to see me.

Oh, Dougie, that'’s terrific.

You know, maybe you should shave this thing off.

Ma, it'’s not that big a deal.

You never know. We'’re talking professional.

[PHONE RINGING]

That'’s probably the Giants now.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

MELISSA [OVER PHONE]: Is Doug there?

Oh, hi, Laura. No, it'’s Melissa.

Do I sound like Laura?

I'’m Doug'’s tutor.

Oh, Melissa.

Is he around?

I'’m-- I'’m sorry, Doug'’s not home right now.

He'’s not?

MELISSA: Well, do you know where he went?

MRS. GORDON: Uh, no, I don'’t.

He drove off about an hour ago.

Really? Are you sure?

Yes, I'’m sure.

Would you like to leave a message?

No, that'’s okay.

[PHONE BEEPS OFF]

Melissa.

Who'’s Melissa?

It'’s nobody.

It'’s just somebody I met at a party.

So why did I have to lie?

I'’m sorry, Mom.

I just didn'’t feel like talking to her.

Douglas?

Yeah, Mom.

Don'’t get yourself into trouble.

Oh, shit. I don'’t believe this.

MELISSA: Surprise, surprise.

What are you doing here?

I was about to ask you the same thing.

Why did your mother lie to me?

I told her to.

Why?

Because I said I would call you.

But you didn'’t. So, what'’s a girl to do?

So, what do you want?

Well, I made reservations for two at Carmichael'’s tonight.

[SIGHS]

I already have plans.My treat.

I can'’t. Not tonight.When?

I don'’t know.Oh, I see.

So I'’ve served my purpose,

and now you'’re moving on.

No, that'’s not it at all.

Melissa...

[♪♪♪]

LAURA: You'’ve got to shave that thing.

I missed you.

I missed you too.

All I could think about...

was us.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

What'’s wrong?

Nothing.

What do you mean, nothing?

Aren'’t I--?

No, it'’s-- It'’s not you.

It'’s just-- I don'’t know.

Maybe this wasn'’t such a good idea.

I'’m trying, Doug. Really.

I know.

[♪♪♪]

LESHER: We will begin today'’s class

by making a longitudinal incision

along the abdominal cavity.

You will remember from last week

the proper surgical techniques of opening the body.

Why don'’t you have the honors, Doug?

LESHER: ...26 through 30 of the tutorial.

Follow along through steps 11...

[WHISPERING] Go for it, slugger.

LESHER: ...and you will realize

that Megan'’s descriptions

are reasonably close to reality.

Are we ready?

It'’s easy once you get the hang of it.

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

Very good, Mr. Gordon.

Now identify this.

[WHISPERS] Gall bladder.

Gall bladder.

LESHER: Very good, Mr. Gordon.

Now, tracing away from the liver, you...

MALE ANNOUNCER: Strike two.

[ANNOUNCER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[CROWD CHATTERING LIVELY]

[AIR HORN BLOWS]

[ALL SHOUTING]

COACH: Watch the ball, Rich!

Take it easy, now! Don'’t rush yourself!

Come on, Filipelli!

Strike three!

What?You'’re out of here!

COACH: Okay, we'’ll take it.

Keep it up, Rich.

Son of a bitch has gotta be throwing 90.

He is. I clocked him on radar.

No shit.

COACH: Come on, Gordon!

Come on, Gordon.

Let'’s go, now.

[AIR HORN BLOWS]

Come on, Gordon.

Come on. Come on, Gordon.

Ball.

COACH: That'’s the way to watch it. Good eye. Good eye.

Three!

ANNOUNCER: And that'’s the end of the fifth...

[ANNOUNCER CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

Lucky pitcher.

Unlucky batter.

It happens.

Get dressed.

Judy'’s here. Maybe we'’ll all go out.

Okay, I'’ll be a sec.

Meet you at your truck?

Don'’t worry. You played well.

[♪♪♪]

RICH [WHISTLES]: Last one, Cheech.

Didn'’t mean to make you jump.

Maybe you ought to switch to decaf,

or meditate, or do some fucking thing.

MELISSA: Lose something?

Get out.

Don'’t worry.

No one'’s gonna interrupt us.

Not unless they'’re a locksmith.

Look, Melissa, this has got to stop.

LAURA: Doug, you almost finished in there?

Judy and I want to get something to eat.

Yeah, look I'’ll be-- Ahem, there in a minute, okay?

I'’m just gonna take a quick shower. Go ahead.

Doug, are you alone?

Yeah, why?

LAURA: I have a better idea.

What'’s that?

Why don'’t I come in and help you dry off?

DOUG: Look, that sounds really good,

but the coach pissed at me, and he'’s coming back in a minute

to talk to me, okay? So just--

Just go ahead and I'’ll meet you there.

Okay.

Let'’s go.

Finally.

[GASPS]

Boy, I like it when you play rough.

Just get the fuck out of here.

Doug, what'’s wrong?

Look, I just want

to get something straight with you, okay?

Melissa...

Don'’t be embarrassed.

It'’s a good idea to spice things up.

Otherwise, love will never last.

There is no love.

How can you say that? After everything--

I'’m sorry you misunderstood.

It'’s Laura, isn'’t it?

Yes, but I told you right from the beginning, okay?

What does she have that I don'’t?

Look, I'’m not gonna have this discussion with you.

Well, I bet she doesn'’t have this.

That'’s not real, is it?

Now, what would be special about a fake tattoo?

I can'’t believe you did that.

Why?

Because all we did was fuck.

We didn'’t make love.

We fucked. And it didn'’t mean a thing.

What about me? Huh?

What about the way that I feel?

Did you ever stop to consider that? Huh?

What did you think, that I was just some slut plaything

you can do what you want with

and just throw me away afterwards?

I'’m sorry that you feel this way,

but I suggest that you get on with your life.

[♪♪♪]

[TURNS ENGINE OFF]

Sorry I'’m late.

Judy'’s already gone?

Yeah.

What happened?

I had to talk to the coach. I'’m sorry.

Hey, you can'’t hit one out of the ballpark every time.

Scout might have been there.

Is that what'’s bothering you?

Yeah, I mean, if I don'’t start hitting the ball soon,

then what'’s gonna happen?

I'’m not gonna get drafted.

You'’ll get a hit, slugger. You always do.

Why did you call me that?

What, "slugger"?

Yeah, you never called me that before.

So what?

Are you sure you'’re okay?

DOUG: Yeah, I'’m just-- I'’m sorry.

I'’m just being stupid.

MRS. GORDON: Just a minute.

Your bell'’s broken.

Yes, I know.

You must be Melissa.

I am.

And you must be Mrs. Gordon.

It'’s nice to finally meet you.

What can I do for you?

Well, I'’d like to speak with Doug.

It'’s after midnight.

Oh, I'’m sorry.

Is it past his bedtime?

Good night.

I really do need to talk with him.

Doug is asleep.

You can talk to him in the morning.

[♪♪♪]

YOUNG DOUG [OVER TV]: I want to throw the ball.

MR. GORDON: Okay, put your glove back on.

I'’ll-- I'’ll stay here. You throw me the ball.

MRS. GORDON: Hi, Dougie.

YOUNG DOUG: It went all the way over there.

MRS. GORDON: That'’s wonderful. Good for you.

MR. GORDON: Okay. Here, Dougie.

YOUNG DOUG: I got the bat, Mom.

MR. GORDON: Okay, watch this. Hold tight--

Mom?

Keep a firm grip on the bat...

Mom, what are you doing up?

You know, Doug, your father really looks like you.

Or you look like him, I should say.

DOUG: I swung the bat.MR. GORDON: Swing the bat...

What the fuck are you doing here? Aw...

What is wrong with you?

I had to see you.

How did you get in here?I have a key.

You have keys to my house?

Well, in case of emergencies.

Yeah? Well, this is no fucking emergency.

Well, I think it is.

Why is that?I have to talk to you.

Not now. My mother'’s sleeping.

Oh, she'’s not gonna wake up.

Not the way she'’s popping those pills.

You should really talk to her about her dosage.

Now you'’re spying on my mother?

Oh, now this must be Laura.

My, she'’s stunning, isn'’t she?

What the fuck do you want?

I'’m afraid.Afraid of what?

Well, I was thinking about what you said today,

about how we didn'’t make love, we just fucked?

And then I thought,

"Hey, if he'’s got that kind of attitude,

then maybe he might have given me something."

You think that I gave you something?

Why are you so sure that you didn'’t?

Me.

Well, you'’re the one that'’s fucking around.

You are way off.Am I?

Yes. The only other girl I'’ve been with

in the last three years is Laura.

Well, how do you know how many people she'’s been with?

Laura hasn'’t been with anyone else.

Oh, well, she probably thinks the same about you.

You know something? This is bullshit.

Is it?Yeah, I want you to leave.

Let'’s go.[GRUNTS LOUDLY]

[SOBBING]

I'’m sorry.

I'’m so sorry.

Oh, God, this is embarrassing.

I'’m sorry.

It'’s okay.

It'’s okay.

Come on, now. Don'’t cry.

[♪♪♪]

Ah!

Shh.

[PURRING]

Come here, kitty.[MEOWS]

Come on.

[CLOCK TICKING]

[CLOCK RADIO BEEPING]

[BEEPING STOPS]

[SIGHS]

[SHRIEKS]

MRS. GORDON: Doug? No classes today?

Let me guess, you'’re taking a four-day weekend?

[SHOWER RUNNING]

Why is your shower running?

Wait a minute. I was just going in there.

By the way, your friend Melissa was here last night.

Kind of pushy, isn'’t she?

Who is she, Doug?

Doug?

Douglas?Jesus, Mom!

What happened to privacy?

I want to know what'’s going on!

Doug, I hope you know what you'’re doing.

[RINGING]

Hello?

LAURA [OVER PHONE]: Doug, get over here.

It'’s the cat. Somebody killed our cat.

What? I can'’t believe it. It'’s him.

Okay, listen-- What'’s going on?

Look, calm down.

All right, listen. I'’m coming--

I'’m coming right now.

Someone...

is trying to destroy my life.

She must have been the one who did this.

Every time I turn around, she'’s there.

I can'’t get rid of her.

Melissa?

Judy tried to tell me, but I wouldn'’t listen.

You told me she was a friend of your mom'’s.

You lied to me.

Why is she doing this?

I don'’t know.

She'’s obsessed.

There'’s something really fucking wrong with her.

Did...

Did you sleep with her?

Get out.

I'’m sorry.

I said get out.Look, it didn'’t mean anything.

You son of a bitch, get the fuck out!

[DOOR OPENS]

[SOBS] [DOOR CLOSES]

No! Aah!

Stop it!

Please, stop it!

[CRIES OUT]

[SOBBING]

[GRUNTS]

RICH: Where the fuck have you been?

I mean, you'’re missing practices.

You look like shit. What is it?

Look, I don'’t want to talk about it.

What, are you fucking kidding me?

You don'’t want to talk about it?

This is me. Since when do you keep me in the dark?

I mean, there'’s something going on, obviously.

What is it?You don'’t know shit, okay?

I don'’t want to talk about it.I don'’t know shit?

I know there'’s something going on.

What is it, you and Laura serve your time?

That'’s not funny.

When you two lovebirds get through, we got a game to play.

Suit up.

Somebody wants to see you.

Mr. Mitchell James.

Ball.

Come on, Doug. Show them your stuff now.

RICH: Come on, Dougie!

RICH: Dougie Dog!

COACH: Come on, Dougie!

RICH: Don'’t push it, Doug. Come on, let'’s go, now.

COACH: Slam it home, Dougie.

COACH: Come on!RICH: Dougie.

Come on, let'’s go, now.

[EXHALES]

COACH: Come on, Dougie.

RICH: Come on, slam it home, Dougie.

[♪♪♪]

RICH: Hammer it home, Dougie!

[DOUG BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SPECTATORS GROAN]

ANNOUNCER: Batting for shortstop:

Cecil Martin.

MAN 1: It'’s okay, Doug.

MAN 2: He'’s just having a slump.

Mitch, this is Doug Gordon.

He'’s the kid I was telling you about.

Your coach has been badgering me all year

to come and watch you hit the ball.

Sorry about the disappointment.

Every batter has a slump, Gordon.

But your stats don'’t lie.

But at the pros, we'’re just as concerned

with a man'’s character.

What else you interested in besides baseball?

Kinesiology and sports medicine.

I figured it would be good to have something

to fall back on just in case baseball doesn'’t work out.

That'’s some schedule you'’re keeping.

Yeah, it keeps me busy.

I like you, Gordon. You got high standards.

That'’s just the kind of winning attitude we'’re looking for.

Great. I'’ll try my best.

Yeah.

That'’s him.

That'’s the son of a bitch.

Douglas Gordon? What?

You'’re under arrest.For what?

You have the right to remain silent.

Hey, take your hands off me!

Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law.

I didn'’t do anything.You have the right

to talk to a lawyer...

DOUG: I didn'’t touch her!

If you can'’t afford to hire a lawyer,

one will be appointed to represent you.

Sick bitch!Aah!

This is bullshit. God, how many times do you want to hear this?

I was in my room studying,

I heard the television and I went into the living room.

And she was there?You gave her a key.

I did not give her a key.

She made her own key without my permission.

And, of course, you had a problem with that.

Hey, look, I did not fucking hit her.

All right, fellas, I'’ll take it from here.

DETECTIVE: Well, if you want to handle this piece of shit,

that'’s fine with us. Let'’s go.

I read your statement, Doug. What the hell'’s going on?

She broke into my house and she drugged me.

I never laid a hand on her. I swear to God.

I don'’t know what the fuck she'’s up to.

All they have is a restraining order on you.

I'’ll have you out of here in less than an hour.

But you have to keep the hell away from her.

Stay away from her?

She'’s the one that'’s following me.

Okay, okay. Let'’s drop that.

Doug, I didn'’t want to have to tell you this in here.

There'’s been an accident. Your mother'’s in the hospital.

[♪♪♪]

[MONITORS BEEPING]

Mom?

What happened?

Mom?

NURSE: She'’ll be fine.

We just have to keep an eye on her for awhile.

In her condition, we can'’t afford for her

to try something like that again.

Try what?

She overdosed on Maluprim.

High-grade sleeping pills.

They were different from her own prescription.

I have no idea how she got them.

DOUG: I do.

I feel awful.

Wish you'’d said something.

Marge and I have always tried to be there

ever since your dad died.

I know. Listen...

She-- She didn'’t do this to herself.

I know who did it.

So tell me.

It'’s that woman, Melissa.

Are you sure?

Laura, you'’ve never been one to back down from a fight.

JUDY: There'’s something wrong here.

I don'’t think you can just blame Doug.

[KEY RATTLES]

[WHISPERS] Five minutes.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

[♪♪♪]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

LAURA: "Dr. Richard Nelson was acquitted today in Seattle.

"He faced charges of physical abuse

"against his 12-year-old daughter.

"Nelson'’s wife Patricia

declined to comment on the injuries."

[DOOR CLOSES]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

"March 5th, 1994.

"Prominent surgeon'’s wife committed.

"Dr. Richard Nelson'’s wife, Patricia,

"was committed yesterday to the Woodrow Institute

by her daughter, Melissa."

MALE ORDERLY: Well, you'’re the first one, actually.

Since her daughter brought her in here two weeks ago,

none of the folks around here

can get a word out of her edgewise.

I'’ll leave you two alone. Don'’t expect too much from her.

If you want anything,

I'’ll be in admin when you finish.

Mrs. Nelson?

Hi, I'’m Laura Hutton.

I need to speak to you about Melissa.

My friend may be in danger.

Mrs. Nelson, if there'’s anything that you could tell me

that might help me understand your daughter...

Did she do this to you?

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

[WHIMPERS]

Melissa...

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

LAURA [OVER MACHINE]: Hi, Doug. It'’s me.

I have to tell you something.

It'’s about Melissa.

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR CREAKS]

Hello?

Anybody home?

Miss Nelson?

Miss Nelson?

Is anyone home?

The door was open.

Miss Nelson?

Is anyone home?

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[GASPS]

Earl?

Earl?

Earl?

PRONZINI: According to the report,

Melissa had a history of abuse problems

with her father.

Looks like she settled the score on that.

[POLICE SIREN BLARES][CAR DOOR OPENS]

All right, look, you go with him.

He'’s gonna take you to the hospital and check you out.

I'’ll call you later, okay?All right.

Can I get you a ride home?

No, it'’s okay. I got my truck.

Why don'’t you get some rest.

Someone will look after your mother, okay?

Yeah, thanks.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECH]

You son of a bitch! Get the fuck out!

[TRUCK HORN BLARES]

Hey! Over here!

Hey!

Over here!

Melissa.

Well, hello, you.

Did we have a little accident?

Looks like you could use some help.

Melissa, don'’t fuck around!

[SNIFFS]

What'’s that I smell?

Is that gasoline?

Wouldn'’t it be romantic? Hm?

Two lovers going up in flames.

Melissa, please.

Just help me get out of here, okay?

Why?

Do you want me to die here like this?

You know, you do have a point.

Having you die like this

wouldn'’t be very...

fun.

You blew it, fucker.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[♪♪♪]

With her attempt on your life, Doug,

we have hard evidence against her now.

I have the feds on our side and I'’ve contacted Interpol.

They have traces on her credit cards,

bank accounts, you name it.

She makes a move, we'’ll know about it.

And if you don'’t start taking care of yourself,

I'’ll know about it.

Marge said you went to work a week early.

Don'’t you worry about anything.

Doug, would you follow me out, please?

You keep an eye on your mother, okay?

I will.I know you will.

[ENGINE STARTS]

I'’m just here to see your mother.

Can I talk to you?

I have nothing to say.

Look, I have something to say.

Please.

I fucked up.

I fucked up like I never fucked up before in my life.

I made a mistake, and I'’m paying for it.

But she set me up.

She almost killed my mother and she almost killed me.

Laura, you'’re the best thing that ever happened to me.

And it kills me to think that I threw it away.

I never meant to hurt you.

I'’m so sorry.

I love you.

♪ Rain come my way ♪

♪ Rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Rain come my way ♪

♪ Rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Rain come my way ♪

♪ Rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪ ♪ My way ♪

♪ Rain come my way ♪ ♪ Rain, rain, rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪ ♪ Rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪ ♪ Rain, rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Rain come my way ♪

♪ Rain ♪ ♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Oh, rain, oh ♪ ♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Rain come my way ♪♪

DOUG: Nice furniture.

LAURA: Yeah, it'’s my roommate, Lisa'’s.

Hey, look.

A VCR that actually has the correct time.

No more blinking 12:00.

[LAUGHS]

What would I do without you?

Thanks.

Well, I guess I'’ll see you in a couple weeks

when I come back for tryouts.

Well, I better hear from you before then.

You will.

You know, this is a big place.

You sure you don'’t want me as a roommate?

I just need some time.

I got you.

Bye. Bye.

[THUNDER RUMBLING][PHONE RINGS]

Yeah?

Hold on.

You Doug Gordon?

Phone.

Yeah, hello?

MELISSA: How'’s tryouts, slugger?

Melissa?

MELISSA: You remembered my voice. How sweet.

After all this time.

Where are you? Oh, come on.

The last thing I need in my life is more cops.

Who said anything about the cops?

Well, then, why are you so concerned about my whereabouts?

I want to see you.

You'’re lying.

It'’s true.

I can'’t stop thinking about it.

The first night in the car.

The boat.

I close my eyes, and all I see is you.

Melissa?

I can'’t stop thinking about it, either.

Are you in Washington?

Why do you care?

Because I want to be there.

With you.

They'’re looking for me.

We'’ll have to be careful.I understand.

Are you sure you want to do this?

I do.

Okay, swear.

I swear.

Now swear on Laura'’s life.

Look, Melissa, do you want to be with me or not?

Only if you swear on Laura'’s life.

I swear.

Say the whole thing.

I want to be with you, Melissa.

I swear on Laura'’s life.

That'’s better.

Now tell me where you are.

No, I'’ll come for you.

[PHONE LINE DISCONNECTS]

[RADIO PLAYING POP MUSIC]

[PHONE RINGING]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

Hello?

DOUG [OVER PHONE]: Yeah, hi.

What'’s the matter?

She'’s back.

Well, did you call the police?

Yeah, I did. Just be really careful, okay?

I mean, lock your doors and shit.

I think you'’re being just a little bit paranoid.

I mean, she couldn'’t possibly have any idea where I am.

All right?

Yeah, okay.

So relax.

Yeah, all right. I-- Look, I'’m sorry.

Oh, wait, hold on. I was just making some tea.

Oh, here, my roommate wants to say hello.

No, Laura, Laura--Doug, be nice. Just say hello.

[KETTLE WHISTLING][THUNDER RUMBLING]

Hi, slugger.

Melissa-- Did I overhear correctly?

You called the police?

If you hurt her, I will fucking kill you!

Oh, well, Doug, you swore on her life,

so I guess the ball'’s in my court now.

[♪♪♪]

Doug said to say goodbye.

Oh, I wanted to talk to him.

He said to say good night. He has to go to bed early.

Something about tryouts tomorrow.

[♪♪♪]

[THUNDER CRASHES LOUDLY]

LAURA: That sounded close.

I hate thunderstorms.

Ever since I was a child.

Me too.

Oh, great.

Oh, that'’s okay.

I think there are some candles around here somewhere.

Sounded nice.

LAURA: Huh?

Doug.

Yeah, he is.

We'’re just trying to iron out a few things,

but we really love each other.

That'’s nice.

Three years?

God, I envy you.

I was in love once,

but his heart was in another place.

[CAR HORN HONKS]

[THUNDER CRASHES]

So, what is it that you'’re trying to work out?

I don'’t-- What did he do?

Fuck some other girl?

Excuse me?

Did he put his cock somewhere he shouldn'’t have?

I think I'’m gonna go find a flashlight.

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[KNOCKING]

Lisa?

Lisa, open up!

The door'’s stuck!

You scared the shit out of me.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

Lisa?

Why don'’t we talk about Doug'’s other girlfriend?

[OBJECTS CRASHING][LAURA SCREAMS]

[DOG BARKING]

[SHUTS OFF ENGINE]

I'’m at the address right now.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

[DOG BARKING]

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[KNOCKING]

Good evening, miss.Hello, Officer.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I received a call about a disturbance.

You did?

Anyone else here besides yourself?

No, just me. I'’m all alone.

There'’s nothing wrong except that I got a little scared.

All the lights went out.

Yeah, I know. The whole neighborhood'’s down.

Sure you'’re okay?

Yeah, I'’m fine.

Well, just the same, maybe I should check the house.

Sure, if you want.

[♪♪♪]

Yeah, I love old houses.

Yeah, me too.

What'’s in here?

MELISSA: Oh, that'’s my roommate'’s storage space.

She has the keys. She went out to the movies tonight.

Oh, yeah.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

Well, I'’ll be.

Wife'’s got the exact same vase.

Aah!

[GASPS]

Laura, you'’re awake.

Good, because we'’re gonna play a little game.

You like games, Laura, don'’t you?

[MUFFLED CRYING]

Now, here'’s how we play.

First, we make a list

of all the wonderful things that you have that I don'’t.

And then...

And then...

we remove them...

surgically.

Now, Doug said something about you having a kind heart.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

[DOG BARKING]

[SOBBING]

[DOOR BANGS]

DOUG [IN DISTANCE]: Laura!

[GASPS]

[♪♪♪]

[THUNDER CRASHES]

[MELISSA SCREAMS]

MELISSA: Fuck you, you bastard!

You think you can fuck me?

You fucking bastard!

How do you like it?

Fuck you!

Goddamn you!

Where is she?

I'’m not fucking around with you! Where is she?

Gonna shoot me now, Doug?

I will fucking kill you. Where is she?

You'’re a killer now, is that it?

Well, you know, guns are pretty messy.

You sure you can handle it?

Because it might be kind of hard without these.

[BOTH GRUNT]

[♪♪♪]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[GRUNTS]

[YELLS]

[DOG BARKING]

[POLICE RADIOS SQUAWKING DISTANTLY]

It'’s gonna be okay.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

♪ He tore the emerald From her neck ♪

♪ And tossed it on the floor ♪

♪ A thousand times She'’d seen the man ♪

♪ But he never touched Like this before ♪

♪ He toiled to change The soil to sand ♪

♪ And made a desert Of that place ♪

♪ Through the gathering night ♪

♪ And when he turned He saw the tracks like tears ♪

♪ On a dusty face In the pale moonlight ♪

♪ Whoa, rain ♪ ♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪ ♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Whoa, rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪ ♪ Rain ♪

♪ Come my way ♪ ♪ Come my way ♪

♪ Rain, come my way ♪

♪ Wash these tears away ♪

♪ When he put the blackened Seashell to his ear ♪

♪ He swore he heard her Laughing ♪

♪ This monument of rock And glass and steel ♪

♪ Is the refuse Of our passing ♪

♪ She'’ll leave him In the end ♪

♪ In sorrow ♪

♪ Never hate ♪

♪ When he sees What he has done ♪

♪ His restitutions Will be far too late ♪♪